In a Future Age

A genuine

Day will come

When the wind

Decides to run

And shakes the stairs

That stab the wall

And turns a page

In the future age

Some trees will bend

And some will fall

But then again

So will us all

Let's turn our prayers

To outrageous dares

And mark our page

In a future age

High above

The sea of cars

And barking dogs

In fenced-in yards